airline_to_heaven silent trying to write is sometimes harder than the writing itself. especially when the thoughts that need to be written are not the same as the ones that wish to be expressed in scrawled or typed shapes. rather than do the work i need to do, i'd rather ramble about whatever i end up rambling about. recently it's been a bit prolific, to my standards, but really who reads these anyways? (especially the longer ones that are more rants than anything else, or prescriptions from the soul instead of attempts at conversation). the matter with matter is that it destroys itself when it contacts "antimatter" which, at its core, is matter. the misnomer between real and anti matter leads to confusion that is notnecessarily necessary for the logical pathways of some people. i may be some people in this moment. thinking in turns of positive and negative is a lot easier than of matter and antimatter, because antimatter is still real, it's just not... either way. to heaven we go. 061203 what's it to you? who go blather from